The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1887-08-11

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something to know who she is.
$50 your time has come at last, has
it? Well, for your sake, shall make
it my business to find out who your
unknown beauty is. Mrs. Gorse may
know, though l did not think of in
quiring of her"
On the following day 1 paid visit
to Mrs. Gorse, and took occasion to
make some inquiry concerning the
lady; but she knew nothing about her
not even her name.
"She was here an hour ago." she
added-''she and another lady-and
paid for that chicken-trough-so it's
hers, now. She gave good price for
it, but you might "a had it cheaper,
seein' you're the doctor Sarah's
scrubbin' it up now," nodding toward
the open door, outside of which q
stout young woman was vigorously
rubbing away at something.
This was Mrs. Gorse's daughter,
whom | was glad to find had returned
home.
$50 the lady has not yet taken away
her purchaser" l ventured.
mot yet; but it's paid for, all the
same. She was in hurry, as she was
a-goin' furder up the road, but she
said she'd call for it in an hour, COM
ing back. And | declare, there's the
kerridge now, stOppin' at the gate'
Run, Sarah--run, and give the thing
to the lady"
Sarah went, wrapping the bronze In
a newspaper as she went.
| rose from my chair with assumed
deliberation, to take my hat and whip
from the table, but was only barely in
time to see Il lovely face, crowned
with golden auburn hair, as its owner
leaned forward to receive the parcel.
Then the light carriage drove on,
and l felt myself baffied, for the face
was entirely unknown to me.
Ware was just entering the Office as
| passed, and | told him of my i'll
success regarding the lady.
Then we spoke of some professional
matters, and, at my request, he prom
ised to come round to my Office, after
tea, for further discussion and a
game of chess.
At home my little wife was awaiting
me, looking as sweet and as fresh as a
rose, in light lawn-dress and pale
blue-ribbons. Her eyes were brighter
than usual, and she seemed a little
excited.
Tea isn't ready yet," she said ra-
diantly. I'm expecting some friends
TO spend the evening. But" linking
her arm in mine, and leading me off to
the parlor, Il want to show you some
thing before they come-something
that | have got as Il present for you"
Then she carefully removed an en-
broidered tidy from small stand, and
there | saw, lying before my aston
ished eyes, the very Identical bronze
vase that | had so much admired and
coveted.
My dear, where did you get this
vase?''
There! I knew you would be
delightedw
And straightway she proceeded to
give me minute account of how she
had one day been caught in the rain,
and sought shelter in the cottage of a
poor sick woman, where she found
this treasure of bric-a-brac art, which,
the moment she beheld, she resolved to
obtain for me.
.'But II thought the old woman
sold it to young lady"
'Well, you do not call me old, do
you. at twenty-one?" said my wife, in
an injured tone.
Certainly not; but this lady had
auburn hair
"Oh, you mean Nellie Walden. But, +"
opening her eyes, chow in the world
came you to know anything about
it ?"
why, this lady, it appears-this
lady with the auburn hair-wrote to
DR.. Ware to go and see the old wo-
man at No. Il, Grove-road, and he
sent me in his place"
He did, did he!" said my wife, in
dignantlv. just like a man, to 90
and do the very thing he wasn't want
ed to do. Why, Iwould have sent you
there myself, only | didn't wish you
to see the treasure, intending it as
surprise. SO | got Nellie to write to
the Doctor. You see, he knows my
handwriting, and might have men
toned it to you. And this evening
Nellie and | rode out to see the Al
lens, and on the way stopped and got
the bronze dish, or vase, or whatever
it is"
"Oh, | said, feeling enlightened as
| realized that it was only by chance
that | had missed seeing my wifes
face in the phaeton. ''And so it was
you, after all, who were the purchaser
of this valuable bronze-and you
bought it for mep"
And then there was little tableau
which would not interest the reader
'.Pet," l said presently, Il should
like to meet this old school-friend of
yours-Miss Nelly Vaden."
well, you'll see her presently. 1t
is she and her sister, Mrs. Yates, that
I'm expecting to tea. You know she
has only been in town one week, and
so busy shopping! I've helped her to
get all her things, and when YOU see
her in them you'll admire her so!''
''How is it that she has not married?
You say she is your own age"
"Oh, she declares that she is waiting
for the right man! Aud, GUS with
Il shrewd eager look-''do you know
that I've been thinking that she and
DR.. Ware would suit each other? |
pointed him out to her yesterday. and
she thought him so handsome and
manly-looklnS! VI course we Will IN
troduce them!''
.'Of course! And, by-the-bye, he
will be here this evening"
How luckyl Won't they make
splendid couple?"
Il think they will"
All this was six months ago And
now, as we see DR.. Ware and his bride
walk past, my wife says enthusiastic
ally:
Don't they make splendid coupler
And to think that that bronze incense
vase was the means of bringing them
together!'
For have made the interesting dis
covery that Mrs. Gorses chicken
trough was originally tripod-dish,
such as was used in England centuries
ago for perfuming the houses of the
nobility. But how it came to be an
heirloom in her family remains a
mystery.